Through the good and through the bad,
our share of troubles we’ve had.
Yet, somehow we lay here tonight
and everything seems to be alright.
When the sun comes up and shines,
I want you to say that you’re mine.
And when we are together years ahead,
we will be glad that we were wed.
9-24-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
PS. Written for Dawn’s book